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2:24 ANTE' MERIDIAN
SATURDAY MORNING
21 OCTOBER, 2023
FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG
Posting up at 6:08 AM, Saturday, October 21, 2923.
THERE R SO MANY THINGS 2 TELL AND SAY, IT GOES FAR BEYOND WILD, AND TOTALLY-COMPLETELY WEEEEDEEEEEEKAWUSS, lovely Katy-Queen of 1997. But speaking of this particular year in time and going back the magical electrical amount of years or 27 years earlier into good old awesome 1970, and we get some powerhouse stuff that can only b explored on a blog that stays private or at least is on a more protected from censorship control such as the WIX or similar deal. B-4 going there, I need 2 say without any major elucidations, that 2 incredible things happened over the past 48 hours now give or take, and 4 obvious reasons, I only can tell small semi-benign parts 2 it all, both 4 my own sake, as well as the safety and protection of other innocent peeps. First, it is confirmed that there is an embedded item inside of my body as these blogs have told and insisted 2-B truth ever since they began in 2006. Second, the persecution a few weeks back that caused sounds 2 come through my entertainment center were caused by an electronic implant as well, and I have this well hidden, and the other item is still inside of my body, oh FBI. I cannot believe that U guys did these things 2 me, but until I can get some trustworthy protection, I am taking no chances on disappearing evidence and other wild stuff normally own found in Patterson-Christie mystery murder novels, YO world. Also while out on some major errands, I did accomplish several mundane and quite ordinary things as well such as shopping 4 end-month staples costing a total of ninety bucks or so with fifty-five of that covered with my Medicaid-EBT benefits, (food stamps) as we called this monthly welfare benefit, back in the late 20th century; peeps. I needed a few non-food items such as a few new washcloths, some salt and pepper, a few sticks of deodorant, some soap, and along this line. I also went 2 the DMV 2 renew an auto-registration 4 the following 2024-year, and while there, I ran into someone other than a lady who I was attempting 2 find from the library and her old job there. Instead, while inquiring about her, I ran into a male employee who took an interest in my situation, and actually remembered me from Jury Duty, as he was the guard at the front of the building who had 2 hand-scan me as I am unable 2 pass a metal detector test, even totally buck naked, as many of my Blogaudians know only 2 well. He took me into a place that, and this is all that I am willing 2 tell 4 now, has a device that actually was able 2 confirm that inside of my lower neck area, is an unknown fragment of infinitesimal size and definitely, and I quote him, “a metallic foreign object smaller than any known size now used 4 pets, microchip, yet similar in its frequency as well as 3-D mini structure”. I wrote down this thing that he spoke 2 me as soon as I got back 2 my car parked nearby the front entrance 2 the building on Virginia Avenue here in town. This is all I am able 2 say as he is going 2 help me and I may have already told way 2 much. He has my blog address and plans 2 do something and again, I cannot say any more, 4 very obvious reasons. He knows a little bit about my life in Jersey B-4 coming down here 14 years ago in the end of 2009 from there, and about my experiences at the Atlantic City casinos and my woes with Winn and Trump, dating back 2 the early 1980's, and he knows about my songs, my copyright infringement BEE-GEE music group case from late in 1980, and so on. His family has powerful connections in not only state government but even larger power structures, and since he does not share the majority red political Floridian party affiliations, I trusted him with all of these things and he appeared 2-B extremely interested. He assured me that our great sheriff also does not share in the red party affiliation but knows how 2 play the necessary political game in this very red state, another quote, and similar quote from a conversation in May of 1997 with the great Atlantic City Police Sergeant, Frank Callio, at his police station while there with Sir David Roth and the 3 of us were discussing his awesome sister, the lovely Mizz Sarah Callio Martino. I know that I've said 2 much now, but hey, that is Y my name blogger-handle obviously is what it is, huh Dawn-Marie King, U know, the Mountainpen.
The one thing that went rotten was small, but worth mentioning as it at least 2 me anyway, proves that my Huntington Curse is no delusion, as when stuff happens that makes absolutely no rational sense whatsoever, what better explanation is there should this follow a life-long frikkin' pattern of 5 straight decades since the age of rod slam 19 years? I went 2 a Chinese Restaurant where I go 3 or 4 times a year 4 a small take out, normally a pint or a quart of pork fried rice. I specifically requested extra green scallion onions on the order, and the receipt printed on the order, and in the bag when I picked it up, did read; EXTRA GREEN ONIONS. Rather than extra however, there were absolutely no onions at all, as in goose eggs nada zip, empty-zilch, wonder bread ad spot of the 90's, and so forth, not a single one. Y would they want 2 alienate a good faithful loyal repeat-customer? There is no rational rhyme nor reason, as peeps R in bizz 2 make money and nobody makes money being rotten with their customers. Word of mouth spreads. This is the place right at the traffic light near the funeral home in center town Fort Pierce, and right at the center area of the Fort Pierce Golf Course that is just off directly 2 the east, of Route 1 or the Federal Highway, either-or, lovely Abbey Carmichael and Henry Semple. What doesn't work 4 me, lovely mizz Angela Harmon mah'm however, is thissssssss, lovely Mizz Erica Luccisnakes: I paid an extra dollar and instead of getting extra, they gave me absolutely none at all, zip!!!!!!!! THAT, is what doesn't gull dern rod slam work 4 me here, oh weerlld aldare, YO BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT, sir Rockdroid Lurch Rottenberry, oh great monstrous sized sir of all over ridden computerized equations, and curly girls, and songs from 1986, in or out of NASA, or McDonald Douglas, or hatchet men of the great 37th US-President!!!!
WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:
DJIA MARKET IS GOING UP
PHILADELPHIA FLYERS WIN
PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES LOSE
WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:
DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN
PHILADELPHIA FLYERS LOSE
PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WIN
Oh baby do I have something 2 say but until I am on a PRIVATE-ONLY-CLOUD SETTING, that is if BDC even offers this as I think that they do or did once, and am just not absolutely sure; I need 2 restrict my speech movements and refrain from saying what really needs 2-B said here, so here goes, so read in-betweeen many many many lines here folks if your goal is 2-C what I am truly actually telling and imparting 2 all of U, YO!!!!!!!!!!!! All things connect, Einstein learned this, and most peeps know it simply instinctively, as their own personal lives would B totally whack-nuts on steroids many times if they didn't sort of tell themselves this quite continuously when certain things happen 2 all of us, and I know that most readers know what is being said here. 4 those who truly do not, on any waking and conscious level, THE GODS, DO I REALLY AND TRULY GULL DERN ENVY U-2 DEATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, 1997 and 27 years earlier in 1970, and the mind busting Marcucci-connections, go beyond anything that is bloggable in any meaningful way; without the AI-censors bleeping and blacking it all out, and IPYT peeps, YO!!!!!!!!!!! Dreams, Atlantic City happenings, transdimensional songs, and on and on, even incredible meeting up experiences with incredible peeps, again, in both of these years, and yes, separated by the amount of years that is the number of electricity HERSELF, as was told 2 me BY HER, in that 1984 wild dreaming experience, in some parallel universe transdimensional Golden Nugget Hotel-Casino, and in some alternate HARRAH-BILLBOARD-TEASING-SIGN OTHER Atlantic City. SHE crashed right through the layout circle of the gaming number-27, where I was playing roulette, and instantaneous spoke in HER unmistakable voice telling me, “That's my number little boy, number 27”, and even matching the same knowledge given by HER 2 the world renown Mister Nicola Tesla who back in 1984, I will admit 2 being quite an empty vessel 4 a 30 year old dude, and did not ever even know one single thing about this man nor of his existence whatsoever, YO peeps, YO!!! ButTERCHEESE 'big ass BUTT', and yes folks, but let me say this right now, with the permission of gorgeous white hot muscles-Monique of course, despite the first two ears of my original blogs containing dozens of times where I would say, but, big ass butt, over and over and years B-4 my daughters OHM-9 movie, oh Misses 1969 Marola Cooley, YO. The incredible late 1960's television soap show called, “Dark Shadows” is part of all of these nightmarish items, in perhaps the very absolute HUUUUUUUGEST ways of any of this other stuff folks. Refreshing memories 4 those who wish 2 know and 4 whatever reasons do not know, my mom had a locally famous dude who was quite infatuated with her, jst as did my near future pal Mister Brad Messenger, with his mom and her world famous movie star that was also infatuated with her, the awesome gorgeous Mizz Grace Messenger, and Sir Rodney Dangerfield. Remember that his most famous modern movie was in that very same year right after I moved into the Robin Hill apartment in unit # 1802 on May the first in 1980, called, “Caddyshack”. Again, all things R part of something that in recent and modern day times has the name and accepted scientific label of quantum-entanglement. In other words, Einstein's MAGICAL SPOOKY FORCES. Check it out with Mizz Alexa and Mister Google or 'whatever' Federal Congressman and old pal of mine or musical associate 2 say it more appropriately and honestly I suppose, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!! It would B a blatant waste of my time doing 20 years nearly now of these blogs, telling lies or saying stuff that can all B looked up and proved, or yes, disproved quite easily, would it naught?????? So back 2 the TV-show, “D-S” and my mom and her dude with the heart-throb 4 her, the great Mayor of Haddon Township, NJUSAESMWG, Sir Honorable Mayor Rohr. The odds that this guy is and was not related 2 Harriet Rohr who was an associate producer on the nearby Manhattan NYUSAESMWG television show, with a surname like 'ROHR' would B quite staggering back in those middle nineteen-sixties times, Back then, the MOHR family had not become anywhere near as branched out and extended as it has become in 21st century more recent times, peeps, YO. Anyone back then with the name MOHR which is slightly more common that ROHR, was within 2 cousins generational and one removed, in all 50 states of this union. While my mom and the Mayor had their short little fling, I can attest, affirm, and even swear that knowing my mom as I did, she told all of her boyfriends all about her past and her family, and especially stories of Long Beach Island and the camp owned by her dad, my grandfather, the pal of Sir sculptor Tate McKenzie, and Camp Miquon. She obviously told Mayor Rohr all the stuff such as my birthday, my dad's birthday, her dad's sculptor pal from the early 20th century, and numerous other family details, as telling it was her thing, as we all said, or the younger peeps did, back in those good ole' gull dern days, YO peeps!!!!!!!!! So seeing all of these things in their proper perspective here, it no longer is some great gigantic mystery that the D-S television show had the Paul Stoddard Leviathan cult due date matching my B-D of 12-04, or Quentin Collins' death prediction matching my dad's B-D of 09-10, and then the artist character in 1897 named Charles Delaware TATE after Tate McKenzie, and then the quantum entanglement just happened 2 match out the actress' name playing the lovely Mizz Amanda Harris, the awesome white hot Mizz Donna McKechnie, and anyone who is unable 2-C the incredible resemblance physically 2 MC up ion the future as well as both of them going into the entertainment industry, Amanda as a character playing the part, and MC in real life. And I can go on and on, but 1970 speaks 4 itself, as this of course is the birth year of MC, and on the absolute electrical date of 3-27, this day is the number of electricity as in 3 and then 3 to the power of 3. U don't get am ore electrical date each year than 3-27. When I learned of it in the late first decade of this century along with the year, my mind 4 a few seconds realized everything and then I put it right out of my mind again, as a self protective mental device, I would suppose. I remember a quick flash in my mind where I remembered that final Saturday in June of 1969 underneath of the Schiff's Central Pier of Atlantic City, and I remember saying in a gasp 2 the guy who did the research 4 me at the local library back then, “I don't believe it”; and I guess the dude wondered what the slit I was talking about 2 him over the phone. But all of this has been said and told, and if U think that the story ends here, first off, U know absolutely nothing about anything 'WICCAN' or occult, and second off, U-R no Dark Shadows TV-show fan, or U-R simply sort of brain dead and would make a perdy dern lousy glass detective so don't even think about getting into the field of investigation. The dreams at the end of 1969 about SARAH KRASSLE R one thing, but then the dreams that followed in 1970, followed by stuff like the optical industry and their TV ad spots with the sop-called Krasse family believing in checking their vision, and then the total kicker with DARK SHADOWS, following my wild December-1969 dreams with the chain and waking up with the wild SPACEFORCE-CHEMTRAIL-TRINITRAIL incident with the triple-X, and then those 2 movies that followed in 1970, “House of Dark Shadows” and “Night of Dark Shadows”. One of those movies and I do not remember which one, had a gorgeous little girl in it playing the part of Sarah Kassel. All that is missing here is the letter-'R' and the final 2 letters R simply inverted, the 'E' and the 'L', and I am almost positive that the surname of Kassel is being properly spelled here, peeps, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The strange teen girl during my final months at the 125-A apartment in Westmont, or Haddon Township, as this interchanges 4 purposes of post office and mail verses township maps and political stuff I would suppose; was named Roseann, and later on I was given a dream where I was told that her surname was Delaney. Beginning late in the springtime, shortly after getting a small kitten at a pound in Voorhees Township and my future Robin Hill residence on 3 various times between 1980 and 1991; I would take my cat out and let him run around the area in front of my apartment right where lightning would come 2 strike so often and repeatedly, outside the front living room window of the apartment, and yet never catching fire, and over and over throughout the first half of the summer time, until leaving there at the end of July, 4 the place in Oaklyn, called the Dellway Arms Apartments. A gorgeous teen girl would come along at the exact hour of twilight after the sun hat set beyond the western skies and it was not quite dark yet, and we talked and she had a dog on a leash, and she was a very mysterious girl. She either watched 2 much of the Dark Shadows TV-show, or else who knows, but one night, she tried 2 put the Hickey bite on my throat, and I managed 2 make a run 4 it. I can tell U a mind busting true story that happened sometime shortly B-4 my pal Brad was kicked out and had moved 2 the local Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG Stuyvesant Towers Apartment Building, three or four miles away, by road, and a wee tad bit less by crow-fly, I suppose. It happened in middle May of 1969 about a month following Roseann's attempt at attacking me that night in late April on an unusually warm spring evening. This mysterious girl suddenly appeared inside of a large clump of bushes right outside of Brad's apartment unit system and all of these unit systems in this particular garden type apartment system had 4 apartments 2 each system, 2 apartments downstairs and 2 apartments upstairs. I had a downstairs apartment and Brad had an upstairs one, and we were separated by approximately 30 to 35 yards of distance. I'll save this story 4 another time, no pun untended with transdimensional future songs from 28 years into the future and WESTMONT and “Wanna' Spend My Time titles”, YO great awesome folks aldare!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As I stated previously on several occasions folks, I am a talented songwriter, but I did not write this song from 1997. I heard it in what U all insist on labeling and calling a powerful vivid lucid dream occurrence. Only my daughter is talented enough 2 create a song like that, I merely heard it, copied it back in this waking world, and recorded it twice. Once on a cheap little karaoke machine, and then later on, at Bonjovi's Avalon Studio here in Florida-USA, AKA Flowerland, and yes, PUN DEFINITELY INTENDED, YO. But getting back now 2 the lovely, awesome, yet completely frightening tall Irish Roseann Delaney vampire or the 'thought-she-was vampire' at least; all Dark Shadows Television show fans know that in the middle of 1970 and a whole year after my experience with ROSEANN, they had their vampire named ROXANNE. If U wish 2 endlessly C these as nothing but coincidence happenings and products of delusional Mountainpen, then I am totally one-hundred percent powerless 2 stop anyone of U from so doing, nor would I e3ver wish 2 interfere wit anyone's free will, as that goes directly against my grain and belief systems of freedoms 4 everybody right up 2 the maximum point where if exceeded, these freedoms would then come 2 impose on the freedoms of another person with the same rights 2 their freedoms. This principle was all behind the original British Common Law, and I don't need 2 graduate from a 3 year law school 2 know or understand that, and I just got another hack of wild documents coming up while typing and interfering with my rights 2 do this blog, so someone is getting pissed off at me, even at 25 minutes past 4 on a Saturday morning. As Blue Eyed 'Frankie Myway' might put it here, “the city that never sleeps, becomes the enemies who never slumber” and R always constantly and continuously on, and against the pitiful pathetic Mister Mountainpen; YO, Mister Latengrate Sinatra, Francis Albert, oh sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Who out here is really stupid enough 2 absolutely believe that all of this 'DARK-SHADOWS' show similarity coincidence endless junk, is just that, a total coincidence? Well 4 those who do insist on it and many there R let me assure U as I know this, the mathematical odds will permit it all 2-B. However, U must also realize that these mathematical odds 4 it all being just a random happenstance here good folks is indeed quote HUUUUUUUGE Sir Senator Sanders. It is along the approximate odds of 1.630294 times ten to the xponential power of 32, just with what so far I've blog-told. Now ask me if there is a lot more, go ahead, ask me. YES SIR, and YES MAH'M!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yes there is, oh world. Still, I can live with a number that makes odds of winning the giant powerball lottery jackpot, look like a shot at beating ten small kids individually, playing in a sandbox; in a contest of any reasonable adult skills. I learned long ago that peeps believe what they want, and if something is going down that is beyond the range of what peeps have as a tolerated comfy-zone 4 believing it, so 2 speak, well, then they won't believe it, and they will develop a dozen or more reasons that make perfect sense 2 them 4 just Y they R right, and I am completely wrong. Hey, I've lived through 50 years of adult life now, and have collected quite a string of experiences with many many many many people, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HO, ME' BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now the year of 1970 is indeed a wild year, filled with wild nightmarish dreams, awesome happenings; and all while in the school-class, 4 the first half of the year; with a dude who I absolutely believe 2-B a part of a magical spirit world society, called the ESS, or the EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY. I called him, as I was supposed 2 call my teacher there at Cooley Hall, in this special education school called the Bancroft Neural Health, 4 all types of special needs and special educational kids; Mister Marcucci. I believe that ten years after the very last time that I ever came into contact with him as his student in late June of 1969, he was planning 2 contact me right after I had both moved into the Robin Hill apartments unit number 1802, and the first of three times at Robin Hill, in the middle of ther year of 1980; and had also just sent 2 the UNITED STATES © COPYRIGHT OFFICE, a collection of 4 demonstration tunes or DEMOS 4 short, all arranged by Sir Tom Glenn, and all part of one collection, despite ther dirty deal that all went down with the world famous musical group that we all know and many love,m not me of course, the great awesome gull dern thieving BEE-GEES. I BELIEVE MISTER MARCUCCI 2 ACTUALLY B THE GREAT AWESOME 'BEATLE', WHOM WE ALL KNOW AND KNEW, AND LOVED; SIR JOHN LENNON. I further absolutely and completely believe that he was about 2 contact me, and that I was meant 4 powerful reasons 2 have been in his secret-class a full decade earlier at magical COOLEY-HALL, and after learning of my tunes as well as the BEE-GEE deal and the great © Office, and all of it; he wanted 2 contact me, and I fully believe and would swear under court oath anytime, that I believe that he was just about 2 contact me somewhere around that magical date of Halloween of 1980, and then pow, we all know what happened with Mister Mark Chapman and the demise of poor Mister Marcucci. Yes Mister Costner, I had quite a past, U know it, and so does lovely Mizz Roseann Cash, and maybe even other great dangerous gorgeous Roseann's out there somewhere, YO oh WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There R literally tons of stuff 2 go on with here, and I will, later on!
When I told young 20 year old John the Greek and son of the 60's Greek Restaurant owners of Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG; that “My life ended in the year 1970”, and this is a quote; I MEANT IT, and 4 many reasons then in 1997, and then I was completely clueless, lovely Mizz Kim American-kids Wilde, 2 so many things, it isn't even worth trying 2 get into, so we can just laugh and move on here, YO BRAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! I a now getting that (Cannot make a vertical line-HACK) at 4 minutes shy of 5 this moUUUUUUUUUUUUrning, YO!!!!!!! so-sahwee if I misspelled your surname, lovely Mizz Kimmy. WEEEEEE.
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I went 2 sleep shortly past eleven last night and slept until a few minutes past eight this moanin'-grownin' moUUUUUUUUUUUUrning, following 3 nasty-ass rotten stinking lousy BOTBAR DAYS FROM STRAIGHT OUT BEYOND DOGTOWN, DOGTOWN GATES, DOGTOWN BRIDGE, DOGTOWN LOW PASS AREAS, AND ALL THE WAY OUT AWAY FROM DOGTOWN 2 THE ON-RAMPS LEADING 2 ASTRAL-HIGHWAY (LINELANE) NUMBER 8885!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I no longer am in the 28---MP4B's any more, as yesterday's frucking glass BOTBAR took me back into the 29's, YO, and I am now presently holding at 29X1---MP4B (Magnetic Percentage for Botbar. 4 the month of August, I am now holding a MP4B of 19 flucking percent. It could B worse, but any major string causes my PE-2 Roulette magical numbers system or PE2MN roulette-system, 2 take off like a rocket heading straight 4 'Star Trek-TNG-Crusher-Kazinskiville', AKA warp space-time-mind, or a little sideways 8 number, YO-YO-YO great wonderful and beyond awesome fwolks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! B4 posting up me' final whittle bwog yesterday evening and shutting down me' whittle frucking cum-puke-her 4 the day, I played only 7 spins of the roulette wheel, and 'WOWSER' as some would say back in the goddessdog nineteen-eighties; 4 hits of me' 4 magic numbers that pop up during air sieges and botbar-strings, and a whopping 80 units of profit happened; Mister 1980 Joe Sivo. Excuse me ole' lunch stealing rotten coworker mine, I mean 80 units of profit WENT DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't die on me now sir Quentin Selby Collins from Pedersenville-Tennessee, not ACNJUSAESMWG AVENUE of course!!!!!!!! 'BUTTERCHEESE-BUTT-STILL', New York City Detective fictional or PHASE-4 of course, Sir Lenny Briscoe, these endless intolerable Carmichael-McCoy coincidences just never ever really quit now, do they, oh mighty fictional sir ADA John James (JACK) McCoy?????????
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I went out this morning 2 buy a few tide-over items at me local grocery stores, the Dollar Tree and the Publix, and I went 2 the Staples Office Store 2 get me' new 18 dollar keyboard. If I had not been such a damn piker all these years, and purchased me' new board and new mouse, it would have saved me tons of flucking aggravating migraine headaches, huh landlady Selena DADA, and lovely eyes, Mizz Lady GAGA???????????????? Sorry 2 hear about your medical issue mah'm, nobody likes migraines, they R vely painful. I only get them if someone places a sharp pointed object right into me' face, because 335 years ago or so while living as a teenaged Native American Squaw, someone in the damn tribe shot me in the forehead with an old style British Musket Rifle, leading me a short while later, 2 remembering being a very young boy named Benny Frank, not 2 keep exciting folks like Sir Chester, or even Piquet 1978 Security CO, Sir Bob George. WO and WOW, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But yes, my love 4 LIGHTNING has somehow managed 2 follow me into this current-me-dream-down, or my dreaming off of the Astral Plane as Mark Wayne Mohr. In truth, I am both Zeranniss Arthur Yancy Jones with 4 other names, as well as Ricktofarious with 7 other names, as R mandatory in the capitol Province of Olympia, under Article SXY-4815507, Millionth Council Octonaming Laws. Both of these ASTRAL DUDES R actually having the very same dream, which is ME, right now in this human time, and exact frequency signature atomically, or here at this point of 5th dimensional hyperspace. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, and yes Katy Microsoft Abseaconqueen of 1997, also absolutely totally completely absurdly WEEEEDEEEEEEKAWUSS, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, I would have made a major fortune in just a week of roulette play, folks. On really bad flucking weeks such as this, I will absolutely frucking clean up in ATLANTIC CITY, and I know beyond any doubt that I must indeed move out of this hot miserable rotten Flowerland-USA and up 2 Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG where I futhermucking belong, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!! There is gonna' B payment and retribution all around the world 4 what is being ILLEGALLY AND TOTALLY IMMORALLY DONE 2 ME, OH GREAT WORLD OUT THERE, AND YES, IPYT, oh lovely wonderful gorgeous MIZZ MUSCLES MONIQUE. WOW, hey, U go girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BTAT—CHAPTER 0027
SUNDAY AFTERNOON, FEBRUARY 19, 2023
BLOG START TIME IS 3:07 POST MERIDIAN
As my Morians must have guessed by now who've read or even glanced at the blog done this morning by the Mountainpen, the MISOE ENEMIES from DOGTOWN have managed to miraculously screw up the coding system on this blog. The coding slit as computer geeks know only too well allows the CAP from my word-dock to be not only copied accurately in text-word content, but it tells where my colors go and where lines or various type of fonts go throughout the blog, and you can see my enemies have totally plucked me up, and yes world, WEIN-SOSO????????? Naturally, TODAY IS SUPER BROTHER DUCKING BOTBAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The magnetic percentage for the year's botbar is holding the exact one third shkit it has been magnetized into, hence the naming and the meaning of magnetic percentage. But what the enemies DON'T WANNA' trucking hear of course, and of course will now, like it or naught lovely Mizz AT&T BLAKE FROM 1983; is that the guy from the Geek Squad who we'll codename now as Mathew Mendoza is not only completely bewildered and stymied with the situation, but is going to contact some real peeps to help me to find out why I can do good quality blogs at a public terminal, and not from my home. There, as of right now, is simply no rational and mortal world explanation for this wild-ass plucking stunt phenomenon. They wish to get 2 the bottom of it just as badly as I want to, and at least my blogs can post, merely not in color or style quality, unless I choose to insert me' whittle E-flash drive unit into the back of me' tower-cum-puke-her and take a bunch of them once every ten days or so to the library as a secondary posting to show an updated-in-quality-posting. Until the issue, if ever, can B resolved great peeps out here, this is what I'll be doing, YO!!!!!!!!!!!! So “WEEEEEEEEEEEEE”, oh wonderful Sir Chester-Frank sir, and bye-bye 4 now 2 the world!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TOLD YOU, parallel event is real, lovely GINA!!!!!!!!! what I didn't tell as I am sitting here approximately 8 light months out into the antimatter space of cosmos (the future) as U might all say, and came 2 lean somewhere in-between back then and here and now, that I needed 2 do was click on the upper left area that says COMPOSE VIEW, and then there R 2 settings, the default of off and then by going 2 the other setting, the word program pastes in perfectly allowing the machine coding 2 properly take. What does naught make sense is this new age world that to say that it sucks, wouldn't even cum close 2 telling U all just how I feel, and yes, about U all as well. U could have commented or contacted me but U all seem 2 enjoy watching me stew in my own juices. This new computer age has literally turned human beings into something so gull dern rotten totally gross and sickening, that 2-B quite honest, words completely frikkin;' fail me here, YO.
THE END, ME' PWETTY SAVANT L&O-SVU GIRL, and all else out here.
Here is a quick and easily relatable example, did U ever walk into a store or anywhere, and a person looks at U with pure hate in their eyes, U know without a doubt that they simply and 4 no good reason, totally hate your guts? This is because astrally, the two of U know each other well, we all know each other, actually we R each other, but cannot even touch this today, and back on point, U and this hater most likely had a bad interaction astrally, and it made itself into your physicality, or better said, the both of U-R dreaming in the interaction that U-R having astrally, and here at this one point in mortal world time [MW], it just so happens, that U both R now dreaming down mutually that UR running into each other here at this physical counterpart location and interaction. This girl gang, as well as the Atlantic City girl gang, and some others; all exist in groups astrally, and my problems here on Earth, mostly come from stuff that is happening on the Astral Plane. There is a lady probably retired by now, who worked 4 the AT&T phone company in 1983, and her name was Miss Blake.
In time all the things on these blogs will B backed up with sound bites, as this was all audio-recorded.
When Lightning tried to make contact with me after leaving the room in the sun to move to the Atco, NJUSAESMWG, SHE knew precisely what she was doing. U must understand that Lightning, Diana Zuudlocrenesia Arteemis, chose to enter the human realm in a normal human body, hence being able 2 remain in 3rd phase lawtronically. This human being is the great recording artist known world wide as Diana Ross. Now U know if UR following the blogs and the true story, that my 1969 song with its revised 1981 arrangement and sent to the copyright office also that year, was used in the song Chain Reaction, by whoever wrote that song 4 Diana Ross, about 4 years later. But back in the spring of 1983, 13 years B4 I wrote the song SARAH, Diana had called me and her daughter or daughters were in the background screaming. Even at the tender age of 5 or so, a complex piece of 'audiospectronics', or devices all bussed together, that analyze sound and then graphs and matches small fractal wave-lines of numerous frequencies; was connected up to this old tape from 1983, about a year ago, quite by accident. This is a complex oscilloscope screen that with a 1997 special video card made 4 putting computer images on large TV monitor screens, Aniwho, by pure happenstance, while connecting up a bunch of DVD and VCR machines, into a large A/V busing system, and by pure random chance, a station was on with a TV show called GIRLFRIENDS, and when one of the lovely chicks was speaking, the equasonic buzzer went off, and I had just had the tape running into all of this junk that had the 1983 phone conversation, and there was a total even oscilloscope-match on the TV, and this caused a connected buzzer 2 sound through the TV speakers. It happened every time Tracee spoke and went off into a different square-sine wave when the other beauty queens would speak. I made a camcorder copy of this. Now, what U do not know is that Miss Blake told me 24 years ago in Middle May, no one could call me, there is no way anyone could get through. This double verifies that lightning is indeed in human form as Ross, which I knew all these years, but thanks to the TV hit show 'G-F', where her daughter stars in, I have legal verification that she is lightning in human form. No human being could get on my line, and Miss Blake said that I had been taken offline, and was not connected into anything, when I claim this call came in that day in May of ’83. Naturally, this is today’s TRS. They get better, Al Jolson, just keep it going and flowing ya' rotten stick rats turds. My secrets R many and major, and one will come with each blog until I get a plucking back off, so your move toilet seat joy-rockers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, so let us get down 2 our first and most probably greatest case and point here 4 my now performing this new attempt in proving my powerful story with my invisible enemies, invisible perhaps 2 most or all of U out there, naught invisible 2 me, naught in the least. I will now 'CAP' in the part of this, that is all about my current point here, and in no time at all; anyone with average intelligence or higher, will immediately C what is happening here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In time all the things on these blogs will B backed up with sound bites, as this was all audio-recorded.
Now, as U all know only 2 damn well, shortly after saying this as well as other similar things that were definitely taken as dangerous threats 2 this Earthly-chaptered and based system of MILLCO (Millionth Council) of the Astral-Plane, the KING FAMILY CLEVERLY MANAGED 2 KIDNAP ME, and wipe out my life, and made me lose all of those things, so that I never ever COULD MAKE GOOD ON MY PROMISED THREATS OF EXPOSURE, such as my old 1983 cassette tapes of times gone by, that at that time, I still had quite carefully preserved. When we look back on stuff, these things all begin fitting into perfectly organized places, and in real time, even Sir Einstein would simply not B able 2-C things in a necessary instantaneous order in order 4 preventing the negative outcomes 2 all 'go down', oh Mister 1980 'Joe Sivo', sir. Trust me lads and lassies out here, this is the best of them, but I have hundreds of other slightly less powerful connections that R just like this one, and also that will most definitely and ABSOLUTELY PROVE AND VERIFY, THAT THIS ENEMY IS QUITE REAL, AND HAS BEEN RUINING MY ENTIRE LIFE EVER SINCE I WALKED OUT OF SCHOOL IN HADDONFIELD, NJUSAESMWG, IN THE FINAL DAYS OF JANUARY OF 1973; AND WORSENING ALL THE TIME, WITH CERTAIN KEY CRITICAL EVENTS, AND PIVOTAL POINTS IN A VERY WELL PLANNED TIME-LINE; BY THE MILLCO!!!!!!!!!!!!! I swear this entire thing is accurate and true, and now I feel the need 2 remind my Blogaudian viewers of Cyberville, that way back in the beginning, I admitted that once in a while, I will mislead and fool everyone with what I may have called and refered 2 as (TTD's), standing 4 [TACTICAL TEMPORARY DECEPTIONS], such as the most recent and most lengthy B-4 correcting and amending it, the SIR-SWAP example, and this was forewarned and completely caviet emptor upfront revealed 2 all of U viewers right smack dab from the beginning of this entire nearly 2 decade old blogging project. I have a deadly dangerous foe out there, and I need 2 try all things possible from time 2 time, just 2 goddamn ass survive, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!
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Can COOLEY HALL just come to be and then vanish into the moonlight, like freaking Brigadoon did? Well, you investigate the things like Haddonwood, and this place, and all of the rest of my MORIANITY STORY. You just go right ahead and try to prove me wrong, kind folks!!!!! BUTButButButBUTTTTT,
when 2025 comes in and all non-millionaires are the total slaves of the Royal Family at Pennsylvania Avenue in Washington; don't you dare look me up and try telling me a thing. I did all I could to warn all of you that this WILL HAPPEN!!!!!!!! Let's analyze something. Times change, nations change, the world changes. If I now am residing in a world where the majority of folks desire to be led around by a pompous arrogant glasshole king and his slitty family, then they will get what they deserve. Who am I to say one smother ducking thing? I will just get the gull dern heck out of here, like those poor congress ladies are being told to do, only hey CUZZ, you don't have to tell me to get the flock duck out of here. I'M GOING!!! It is funny though, here I go again, 1980 all over again, huh? I remember trying real hard to warn the world what I had seen in that mind blowing brother ducking 'LOVE-IS-FOR-CARPENTERS' interaction. I got absolutely nowhere back then, and I got absolutely nowhere again. SHEEEEEEEEIT, I could put that to plucking runt beating music, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-AND “THE END” KATY-SAVANT
When I told the record promoter, Lenny McKinnon, that I could produce the Beatles for him, if that would get him off my back; things began to get, to quote that great old fifties Superman television show about the racehorse, “dangerous around here”, for me. If you know anything about the sixties and the political system of that day, you would just maybe see, in light of all of my Morianity; just how incredible this plot is, and how stuff totally all ties together, in ways so outlandish and unfathomable, that no words could ever hope to give any of this one bit of true justice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I will delve into it as November progresses along, as this is very effen necessary!!!!!!!! The odds of McDowell becoming a top man in the government, after Daniel Mackey told him that someday he would grow up and be a man, and he did; but the damn glass odds of all of these people from COOLEY HALL, all becoming big shots with a dark hidden past, are somewhere, and get this, around 372 quatorodecillion to one, against it being possible. Want to see that number? Fine.
372,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000. Doubt me? Go to any mathematical department at any good university, and see if I am lying here, peeps! But up here in the future by approximately 51 light months of antimatter space, I am now forced 2 add in something here, YO folks aldare. And this will get good, YO!!!!!!!!
ETERNAL JOURNAL OF SONGWRITER MARK MUD,
SECTION-XX
9:41 ANTE' MERIDIAN
MONDAY MORNING
22 JULY, 2019
FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG
Y did I say this thing 2 the record promoter back in the autumn of 1980, good old nightmare rotten worthless Sir William Leonard McKinnon????????????? I remember it like it happened about twenty gull dern minutes ago, but yet 2 this day up here in antimatter space time mind on the opposite side of the purgatory blow-hole (singularity) 2 put it a wee tad bit more scientifically, where electrons R orbiting atoms in a reverse clock orbital direction, and causing time or evental separation 2 unfold in reverse by our viewpoint here where we think it is normal going in our direction; and I did tell Lenny that I would get him the Beatles if he would just get off of my back. I said it, and yes, I meant it, only my conscious mind had no memory whatsoever about a decade earlier back at Cooley Hall and in Mister Marcucci's special class and special in way more ways of just being in a special-ed setting. Right around the time that I was telling him this, he obviously dropped a dime on me, and then stuff began 2 get all figured out by lots of wild and evil powerful people, huh there, ole' real estate pal, Sir Scott Ransom. Think about it all folks, as then right after this, perhaps a handful of days at most, pow, no more John Lennon Marcucci. I plan 2 take this a whole lot further at a shortly 2 follow time, but 4 now, it is late, and I am tired. I am going 2 post up now as it is 6 in the goddessdog morning now, YO folks. I will say so much more that minds will B blown from here 2 Thaxton Count Voncucciville, YO, in or out of great 1969 year times!!!!!!!!!
Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr
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THE GLOBAL ENLIGHTENMENT OF MORIANITY.
THE RELIGION FOR MILLENNIUM THREE
Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr
WHEN IT STARTS, ''IT STARTS''!
WHEN IT STARTS, ''IT STARTS''!
WHEN IT STARTS, ''IT STARTS''!
WHEN IT STARTS, ''IT STARTS''!
WHEN IT STARTS, ''IT STARTS''!
WHEN IT STARTS, ''IT STARTS''!
It never stops, huh there Mister Anderton of 'L&O'???????
Good old reliable and trustworthy number 27, “little boy”. That's her number, or so she told me in that wild dream at the Golden Nugget Casino in 1984, like freaking darn butt wiping gee and WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! You see, and to quote the mighty Mister L&O 'I KILLED DEEDEE' ANDERTON. OH BOY!!!!!!!!!!!
Yessir, at approximately half past eight of the clock this MOUUUUUUUURNING, that mother fucking dirtbag enemy, or one of them, who BLASTS MUSIC AT ME FROM HIS CAR RIGHT OUTSIDE MY WINDOW AND WAKES ME UP, HURTING MY PHYSICAL HEALTH, TOTALLY ILLEGALLY; STRUCK ME AGAIN ON THIS 22 JULY, 2019, SIR KIND SHERIFF KENNETH J. MASCARA, OF SAINT LUCIE COUNTY, FLORIDA, DPAESMWG, YO!!!!
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